I'd be a lying man if I said that I'm better off living than I would be dead
So put the gun to my head
Pull the trigger
Stain the walls
Stain the walls red
I'm playing Russian roulette with fate
One in six chance to break free from thia pain
I'm screaming out
Man down, man down
This is a war against myself
And I'm losing the battle I need help
The drugs won't work
It's getting worse
I'm losing touch with myself
I need help
Battle stations
Not gonna lie things look grim
Fires burning and my strength is running thin
But there's got to be a way out
There's got to be a way to make it
I'll trust my faith
Oh
This is a war against myself
And I'm losing the battle I need help
The drugs won't work
It's getting worse
I'm losing touch with myself
I need help